Luyện nghe bài hát Many Enemies Bring Much Honour

Dressed not in but in black
See the fire in our
Always to fight back
Never hiding in

Many enemies bring honour...

The fighting man shall the sun
Take warmth and from the glowing earth
Speed with the light-foot to run
And the trees to newer birth
An all-bright of heaven
Hold him in high
The dog-star and the sister
The to Power and a sworded hip
The woodland trees that stand
They stand to him each one a

enemies bring much honour...

And the burning moment breaks
And all things are out of mind
And joy of battle takes
Him by the throat and makes him
Through joy and blindness he shall
Not caring much to know that
Nor lead nor steel reach him so
it be not his Destined Will

Many enemies much honour...

The thundering line of battle
And in the air, history
The day shall him with strong hands
The night shall hold sweet

enemies bring much honour...